A new legacy | Fading Lights Season 2, Book 1

Part 9: Sign below the line

In shock I jumped back, uneasy. There was a ghost in front of me, watching me in a rather empty manner. I paused a bit, unsure what that could mean. A quiet giggle came from somewhere next to me. "How surprising, I thought you were way too insane to even get transported here... Bet that was a shock when you realized you woke up and nothing was the same, that everyone said that something fully different happened than it did... I altered their memories, you shouldn't get in between us and our goal. No matter how insane you are, you still know way too well what I'm planning..." 
The voice started to circle me before the owner teleported in front of me, wrapping his hand around my throat. It felt ice cold... 
A heavy shiver ran down my spine, I couldn't breathe at all. The guy in front of me was definitely a reaper. A black cloak covered his body, he wore a white shirt underneath with ripped, black pants. His wings were both different colors, one side black and the other side white. His hair was also black and white, same as his horns and eyes. He did however also wear a golden halo for some reason. There were two marks on his face, and you could guess which color they were. 
Pretty plain, but also somewhat good looking. 

(Am struggling to explain much, so have a big boi)

I struggled slightly against his hand. He eyed me from head to toe, frowning. "I thought you were.... Taller.", he mumbled to himself before tossing me away like a doll. I yelped slightly, but the ghost caught me before I hit the ground, worried.
It helped me get up and stand before it went back to the reaper, hiding behind it. That ghost was oddly familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on who it was.
The reaper eyed his ghost, not exactly pleased. "Why did you catch him?", he grumbled. The ghost flinched slightly and glanced away, seemingly embarrassed. It couldn't talk, because it always stayed quiet and only barely communicated.
"What do you want...?", I muttered. They looked at me, and the reaper grinned. "We want you to abandon this mission, or join out cause. You are getting in our way, and we wouldn't want to take you away in an agonizing way, would we?", he smoothly. I frowned. "Why would I? We are looking for Notch!", I replied, uneasy. The reaper rolled his eyes. "He's right here. You already found him.", he mumbled. 
I didn't exactly know what to reply, not understanding what he meant at first before looking closer at the ghost, which kept hiding behind the reaper. The body itself wasn't exactly a giveaway, neither was the hair. But what did eventually make me realize who it was were the deep cuts on his arms, the scars from the explosion, and the noose around his neck. He kept eyeing me with golden eyes, almost curious.
"Notch...?", I whispered after a bit longer, not entirely sure. He perked up and smiled a bit, excited that I recognized him. "Why didn't you get to the judges...? Why did you even kill yourself? You opened so many questions for us, and none can get answered yet...", I whispered painfully quiet. Notch grew sad again before silently yelping as Henory pushed him away a bit. "He's not the one you should concentrate on, Herobrine. There are more important and pressing matters right now."
I growled lowly at the reaper. "First of all, don't shove Notch you asshole. Second, who even are you?", I asked sharply. The reaper raised an eyebrow at my tone before giggling. "Henory Miseraki.", he simply replied. "That's my name. Now, if you want to know what is currently following you, what is happening to Xander, and what will happen as soon as you get to your destination, you'll have to make a deal with me~", he added.
I took a step back, frowning. He really had the balls to offer a deal? "Why would I even want to do such a thing?", I asked. Henory purred and came closer to me, causing me to back up more. "What, are you scared of me?~", Henory teased, giggling. "No need to be, I don't mean harm just yet~"
My back hit an invisible wall and tight, black strings wrapped themselves around my arms and legs, keeping me pinned. I gasped in pain and tried to struggle, but to no use.
Henory purred and ran a cold hand down my cheek. There was no life in those fingers, the, felt boney and hard. I growled and tried to pull away, but he tightly gripped by jaw and kept me in place. "Hm... You aren't as insane as I thought... Your sanity has been heavily affected, but other than that... A clear mind, thoughtful movement and an overall sense of emotions in others... Interesting. You could be to much more use to Adon and Sylvie than this Xander. He fails at even the easiest task after all.", he said to himself while eyeing me. "Anyway. You'll agree to the deal or I'll find your children and murder them. The deal is that you will not step in when Adon attacks. Otherwise I'll kill the children. As soon as he does attack, you'll stab your family in the back and betray them. Got it?"
I growled before spitting in his face. "If you even just dare hurt my family I will rip you apart, limb by limb!", I hissed.
Henory paused a bit before wiping his face, sighing. "I had expected you to say no, but spitting at me was something that surprises me...", he admitted before punching me in the chest. I could hear bones break and a heavy, metallic taste filled my mouth. "Well, then I will force you to cooperation."
I barely noticed anything, bit I did see that Notch let out a silent screech and attempted to go for Henory's throat, only to get grabbed by the noose and harshly choked. "Oh, and... I'd run if I were you, Herobrine. Once they arrive... You're dead. And I'll come and grab your limp body, dragging it through Tartarus before torturing you here, forcing you to watch as Red and the others die a horrible, agonizing death! That's a promise, Herobrine."
That was the last thing I heard before I passed out.